After agreeing to help the mysterious Mickey Mouse, Zachary and his Spirits returned to the better comfort of privacy to Zachary's inn room. Oddly, no one paid mind to a walking, talking, anthropomorphic mouse. However, compared to creatures from Seven, he probably was nothing short of normal. With the agreement to help Mickey on his quest and after the attack of the mysterious 'Nobodies', Zachary was determined to help out. Though Mickey wasn't willing to share everything he knew, he insisted it was for good reason. He did feel bad to not be able to say more, but it was something that could wait. Zachary's Spirits, however, were not so easily swayed as they wanted to know what Mickey was keeping to himself, but Zachary trusted the mouse regardless. That and Astral the Star Fairy was already making friends with the friendly mouse creature.
Aquila had returned to the Celestial Realm, his energy exhausted. However, Leo the Lion, aka Ajani stuck around to be of help and listen to more of Mickey's story. They were now in Zachary's room, with Zachary at the desk chair and Mickey on the foot of the bed.
"As I was saying, the Nobodies follow the master of the stronger one that summons them. My quest was to find them and stop them from causing harm to others. But I have no idea which member or members are here. I was trying to track them down when I ran into you. I did see you fight that night, and I was really relieved you could hold your own. You're magic is really, really impressive." the mouse replied with enthusiasm.
Zachary rubbed the back of his neck modestly, unable to stop from smiling. "Oh, why thank you, but I can't take all the credit. Without Leo and the others, it would have been another story..." Zachary commented, looking to Leo.
The white lion remained in the corner, his arms folded as he listened silently and glanced at Mickey. Though he knew the mouse was not responsible for the attack, the mystery around him still warranted his observation and vigilance. Something about the mouse seemed 'otherworldly'...
Mickey could sense the suspicion, so he tried to focus on the more friendlier Zachary and his companion Astral, who sat beside Mickey, unafraid. "Be that as it may, the Organization has more abilities beyond just controlling Nobodies. They are their minions, so we need to be ready for whatever they throw at us." Mickey mentioned.
Sitting at the desk area, Zachary had his chair reversed, his hands on the back of it to look at Mickey. "So what can we expect? Have you seen the attacker? Could you describe him?" he asked.
Mickey gave some thought to this. "Gosh... Well, he would have a cloak similar to mine... but much taller, like your size." he replied.
"That narrows it down..." Zachary grumbled with a roll of his eyes, pointing out that described anyone who was human. "What I meant was, what do you know about the ones who are controlling these Nobodies?"
"Well, simple enough, the Organization consists of thirteen members-- or did at some point, but are constantly changing. Most of them are the higher nobodies I mentioned before. " Mickey explained, "I would be able to recognize them if I saw them. But there is something I should tell you. These Nobodies will try to trick you. While they tend to retain the memories they made as humans, the feelings they display are merely an act. Especially if they further the Organization's goals. So don't be taken aback by their tricks. "
Zachary could see the seriousness in the mouse's eye, which was hard to do since he looked so cherubic in nature. "I'll do my best," Zachary replied. Now curious, he swung himself off his chair and stood up. "Though do you mind if I ask you a personal question? I am expecting you have magic that can beat them? You have seen my magic, right? Can you show me yours?"
Mickey's eyes light up a bit with surprise. "Oh? Well, I suppose I can," he said.
Excited, Astral began to flutter into the air. Aye! Magic-magic! he cheered, wanting to see it too.
He slid off the bed and landed onto the ground with a soft bounce. Carefully, he rolled up his sleeves and stretched his arms to loosen up. "It normally is difficult to defeat Nobodies or similar creatures without special tools. I, however, have one." he stated.
Zachary watched closely as the mouse raised a hand, and bits of light began to sparkle from his hand. With a swift 'chime' and flash, an object magically appeared in his grasp. At first, Zachary thought it was a sword, but the design was unusual. The handle was an odd shape with guards on both sides, the handle in the center. It would stretch up instead of a narrow and sharp 'blade', it was like a smooth pole. At the end, the only part that could be considered sharp was a 'forked' protrusion from the pole, which resembled oddly enough the teeth of a key. The entire item looked like an oversized key.
"A key?" Zachary replied, finding the concept of that as a weapon strange. "That's a weapon?"
Mickey turned to him and nodded, proudly holding the key in his hand. "Yep! It's called a Keyblade! A special weapon that reflects the strengh of one's heart."
Zachary couldn't help but be interested by that. Beyond the lovely star and night pattern of the mouse's Keyblade, he was interested in the concept of a weapon that reflected the personality of the wielder. "Really? Does it manifest your heart and feelings as magic ?" he asked.
"Gosh, I suppose so," Mickey said with interest, looking at it. "Though its full potential is kind of unknown, Keyblades are almost alive. They choose their wielders too. There is alot of magic in it that gives it great power, including the power to vanquish enemies such as the Nobodies-- but also can save others as well. But I won't go too much into that."
Zachary scratched his chin in thought as he looked at the key. "I see... so in general, your magic is kind of similar to what we call 'Requip' magic," he asked.
"Um...I suppose so, " Mickey said shyly, and with that and a flick of his hand-- the mysterious Keyblade vanished from his grip as quickly as it appeared. "Although, I am a capable magician. I do know how to use magic outside of just swinging the key. So you can count on me for magical support."